Knock

The Strange God is on top 'cause the brain is inflamed, it drains cortisone shots
Then came water flown snot, and I blame smokin' strains with thangs spotted on pot
My name's lotted, throne's watched, I bang on you lames, your main squatted on jocks
The pain brought, it won't stop, on the - that's arranged by (Dame got it on lock)

You're the copy, I'm the original, how you wiggle is sorta saucy
You need a bit more to top me (pause)
Had hordes of thotties, some odor stopped me
No whore to lock me for debauchery

Good auras taught me, the Moore's, the akhis, galore you brought me
Any Lord on the cross we ignore the mockeries, it's (porta potty)
But go and explore your hobbies, from me, I tour the follies
Now the core, the body is adored to jolly
'Cause in every town I hit I scored the brocolli, no cops see or Tekashi's
Every time I flow, it's disaster shown
Solo now when I put the murder down, yes I act alone

Tryna not to out rap the song, red flag, say rag you're wrong
Lads'll groan, color in the uniform of Pat Mahomes
K-I-N-G a lotta people don't see that he got hip-hop in his ligaments
All the negative chat, and they wonder where the positive - went
But I gotta deliver this, I'm the greatest when I dominate it, never compensated
And you know I'm the best, and you say another is, that's cognitive dissonance

Look, we used to be - shoppin' for whole blocks
Now them Griselda Gang -, they got it on lock (ha)
Where them young - put switches on they Glocks and load mops (brrt)
My man went through the - hood and shot the whole block (boom-boom-boom-boom)

He diss us, he gettin' dumped before his album gon' drop
Another rapper dead but -, now he gon' pop
Now look at the face of his homies and mama, all shocked
This drum work, I bet now they know that's how them boys rock, ah (talk to 'em - King)

(Ayy) you know I make the music - with felonies sing
But lately the ladies been all on me tellin' me things like, "Con, you my everythin'"
Askin' who that - right now when they yellin', "Machine"
And not just from the flawless stones and the bezzelin' ring

Giant flows hit like body blows, the impact sever your spleen (uh-huh)
Don't wanna hear your - raps, you broke - ain't sellin' a thing (talk to 'em)
(Yeah) play with me if you want and you gettin' spilled
- act like y'all the only - that did a drill

The difference, we don't brag on internet when we get a kill
I'm headlinin' over - 'cause I'm the bigger deal (uh-huh)
So when it's contract time I get the bigger deals
But I'ma do it Indie, that's how I get the bigger mills
My music hit different if you really was in the field (uh-huh, Machine)

Knock, knock, knock 'til the - in your mama's china cabinet drop
Knock, knock, knock, I'm tired of knockin', so I'm kickin' in the spot

Everytime I bust a rhyme, that's when disaster strikes
Got an original flow and never cared what none of you bastards like
You punch a line, lyin' about committin' a bunch of crimes
Ended up cryin' after them people signal RICO with a bunch of time

I'm the blue addition to Strange Music's new edition
Yes aye, had to clear my eye to improve the vision
That's a homophone, though the West Coast is where I'm known to Rome
You can catch me in KC havin' challah and provolone (get that money, mane)

When Tech N9ne passed the mic
I caught the holy ghost and recited the last half of the passion of Christ
In Aramaic, aromatic, walked in, your girl stated I'm fragrant
Fragrantly disregardful of you hella blatant, dubious
Pass the light, let's blaze it and lift it up

My duty was to crush the track, who the best, it's truly us (Strange)
Deranged in the membrane, them plain Jane rhyme schemes is thin, mane
Like your skin, I get under it like a splinter
Your membership is mainly in relation to your kin's fame, nepotistic

So your dopeness ain't somethin' that I consider nephew
I propose that we pose and take a picture
So when they forget you, you can say you knew X and Tech and they'll remember
Dismember your temper

My temperature's hotter than an ember
And that hatred burnin' all in your spirit right in the center
I'm the SON (sun), solar, the polar opposite of the Winter
I'm Mithra, I die, and I'm born again on the solstice in December, may I enter?

Knock, knock, knock 'til the - in your mama's china cabinet drop
Knock, knock, knock (yeah, Joyner), I'm tired of knockin', so I'm kickin' in the spot

Yo, this rap - got me tired and I've been tired since
Been thinkin' about retirin', all this winnin' gets tirin' (tirin', facts)
And I admit, I've been too obsessed with tryna win
That I killed the old me to a suicide, it's a violin (brrt-brrt)

-, if I could do it all over, I'd die again and get out the game
'Cause half of these - is cap with a giant brim
They say I'm corny, I think it's funny 'cause I am him
And all your favorite rappers call me and say I inspire them (brrt, brrt, brrt)

I'm outta my mind, I think that I have to find it (boom), they told me, "You're absent-minded"
Gets on a plan and I mastermind it, and I'm on your class curriculum
- they studyin' me tryna figure out why I keep shittin' on -
They hate when I pick on these -, but sh-
I'm really just sick of these -, I hate to get back to violence, but

Gotta find me a moment to stunt on these -, I had to time it
Uh, if my life was a whip, then I'm ridin' this - 'til my axles grindin' (skrrt)
Standin' on the top of the mountains of death, I had to climb it
And my diamonds match the climate (bling)

So don't come near us, I'm too lit, you can't compare us
You took trips and went to Paris, I bought houses for my parents (real -)
Damn, this sh- way too overbearin'
But I'm still gon' shake the dice (Tech, what up -?)

- what you know about eggs and rice?
I turned somethin' outta nothin', it's a - papercut
If I threw on all my jewelry, you would see the Vegas lights
(Tryna do) this a - poltergeist, this ain't happen overnight, - (Joyner)

Knock, knock, knock 'til the - in your mama's china cabinet drop
Knock, knock, knock, I'm tired of knockin', so I'm kickin' in the spot